Jake Aller Poet Quatrain

Trapped Back of the Bus

April 6th Back of the Bus

Many years ago
When I was a foolish young man
I took a greyhound bus trip
Just to see the country

I was trapped 
In the back of the bus
Where the young 
And restless souls

Gathered together
And drank illegally
And smoked weed 
Also illegally

We stayed there 
Until Winnemuca
Where I got off 

And found my bus pass
Had found another owner
And I went to Salt Lake City
Still trapped in the back of the bus

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